omgomgomg"Can you start in January? How about April?"
Nothing guaranteed yet, but I might actually be moving to Australia. Soon even.
Pillow TalkChristopher rolled onto his stomach, draping his arm over Ianto and nestling his face against the chimaera's shoulder. He was just starting to drift off when he felt fingers gently tracing the scars that decorated his arm. Making a soft inquisitive noise, the halfling shifted slightly so he could see his companion's face.Pillow Talk
Ianto glanced over and kissed Christopher on the forehead, still running a finger over the network of scars. "You have so many. How did you manage to avoid any on your face?" he asked softly.
Christopher shrugged and nuzzled Ianto's neck. "I didn't. Allar didn't like them and had them removed." &nbs
untitledA slender hand snapped off the radio irritably, cutting off the sound of roaring beasts. "More media sensationalism. You'd think they'd learn."untitled
Doctor Rose "Thorny" Ashara, her pale blue skin ashen from a week of hard travel and precious little sleep, began to pace the length of of the room. Habit more than kindness caused her to step over and around the numerous ketts twining around her feet, ever optimistic that this time the short humanoid would make food appear. Lost in her own thoughts, she occasionally shot guilty glances at the stairs leading down to her medical offices as she traversed the common areas of the shared apart
ConnectionHave you ever had a truly close friend? One so close you always seem to know the other's thoughts? Do people mistake you for siblings, or even a couple, because of your habit of finishing each other's sentences? Have you ever had a friend so close you seem to share dreams?Connection
Imagine, if you will, a friend so close you really can see their dreams, hear their thoughts, read their mind. Consider what it would be like to truly share every tragedy, every triumph, every moment of life.
Now imagine that level of a connection with someone you've never met. Your days filled with thoughts that aren't yours, sights you've never s
Fractured MindAt the heart of the darkness spins a cyclone of shattered glass. The individual shards, tossed by the greater storm, spin independently and at their own speed. Occasionally, a shard will slow enough to show the memory it contains:Fractured Mind
...A figure made of black and green mist...
....Thorny running through a moon-lit garden full of glowing plants, her childlike laughter hauntingly out of place on the woman's lips...
| Numbers geek, role play nerd, and sometimes author. Most of the interwebs knows me as Thorny. I'll let you figure out why. |
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Thanks :3
Which of your writings would you like to be featured in my next journal? Which you consider the best?
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How sad is that? My first fanfic ever, and it's probably my best recent work.
Are you not gonna upload new works?
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Callicratidas says of his beloved: " And, should a violent tyrant bind him in chains, I shall put the same fetters around myself."
I Report DA Rules violations.
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~lick my art tit, suck my art hole~
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Learn from the close up. Cherish the long shot.
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- Intelligence is genetic.
- Knowledge is acquired.
- Wisdom is experienced.
- Perception is reality.
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